Arrived at LAX 540 am, had to reshuffle luggage and leave some behind w/
Tecia to be shipped.  I was embarrassed of the load I was taking, but
after all that I had sorted, left behind (en route to Lake Oswego to be
stored for future), re-leased, given away, etc... I realized I am still
a real Royal one 'bout all my pretty perty stuff.  Ok  so yeah, a bit of
the princessa/ empress/ queens thing going.  The duffle bag my parents
bought my sister for her year in Japan just allowed too much stuffing.
Plus the other huge suitcase on roller wheels was somehow also over 70
lbs.  In the end it wieghed out, just shy of 70 not to be charged 110
bucks, and the duffle in the 60 lb range ~!!

Before I got on the plane to leave at 8am, beautiful Letecia gave me a
moment I will always take as one of The Goddess' greatest honorings of
my life: She took off her Isis with wings spread to the left side,
silver necklace, a talisman she has always worn since her ordination to
Isis years ago... and put it on me.  Even now I weep.... I was
speachless.

A 4 1/2 hr. flight to Toronto, landed at 330 pm East Coast Time, to hang
out for 3 1/2 hrs before departing at 7pm.  I tried to buy a $12 body
refresher spray at the Body Shop which was Canadian dollars, supposed to
be about $8 US.  Instead it cost me I think $20 because I asked if I
could pay with a US travelers check.  Later I took the change to the
currency window to change back to us money, and after I had bought a
magazine, water, etc ~ it seemed I had $70 left.  The lady at the
currency window said it would've been better if I had used some of my UK
pound notes instead <*-which I had changed $1300 US into a little under
800{s at lax -- by the way Denise and Alan, the printed paper exchange
of $1.50 per pound is what they print that the banks' rate is at million
dollar transactions.  The rate they give is $1.70-4, and yes I checked
into it elsewhere, it is the standard.  So I am 70% scared on the little
saving I had -- owche!>.. .so I am learning about CONVERSION issues.

The 7 hr flight from Toronto to London, I give very mixed reviews.  It
was a new craft, only 1 month in the air, rather large.  I was freezing
w/ a blanket the whole time, sat in the row next the exit at the start
of the second middle class section, so I had to twist my head to see the
movie screen.  Saw Shakespeare in Love for the 5th time.  This was the
first time I cried so hard, somehow it was mixed into me leaving and
all.  There was a wiring short in the bell that goes off to call a
flight attendant and it went off almost all night, so my little sleep
was very light.  The only 2 male stewards on board were incredibly nasty
to me: one walked right over my carry-on when I was attempting to lift
it up, the other told me to get out of the way when I was trying to get
the 50 lb.. bag into the overhead bin... yet earlier this nice couple
helped me get it up there... the contrast was severe.  Seems to already
seem that way.  I looked very upset at the flight attendant, words
couldn't come out, it was beyond words how rude he was being.  Then he
goes 'what's wrong' and I couldn't answer, I was shaking in my seat.
Then he made the noise of a BARKing dog at me!!!  All the people around
me were shocked.  The lady next to me was aghast and said "he knows darn
well what is wrong".. and she said the Air Canada employees work for the
Government and that he was an old queen, in his bitchy hours of the
flight ! ~~ it was really upsetting for me and took a while to shake.
He definitely accosted me.

That lady whom I sat by, is a multi millionaire if not billionaire.  She
wore this gaudy jewelry that I thought was costume until she told me of
her life: 3 or 4 homes in Canada, 1 in Vale, 1 in Florida and I think 2
in Europe.  She races thoroubred horses worldwide and was en route to
Ascot, and was having a private diner w/ Prince Andrew this Wednesday
with a select group and her son, whom is school pals with the Prince.
hehe.  She had a sweatshirt on, reminded me of Ruth (Kim) but much more
connected, a real crassness but also warm personality... and she read
voraciously all these silly tabloid magazines, somewhere in-between a
Star and one of those New York or London kinda people-isque news
tabloids... she said her family has ran newspapers in Canada for 100
years but she was bought out in the early 80s by some guy I was supposed
to know but I didn't.  One of her sons races cars and she said something
about Canasta or Canaska being a company of theirs.  She loves all her
grandchildren, some live in Del Mar, CA, and she flies them to one of
her fully staffed homesteads, farms to be with her, ski with her in
Vale, etc.  She was a cool lady to sit by, she was really matter of
fact.  Her husband died 30 years ago and she ran his businesses ever
since.

When I landed in London I was held up for 4 1/2 hrs. by the Immigration
Services.  I think I should've known to have some easy planned out
answers and known what they look for as 'red flags' but I really had no
way of knowing.  It was extremely scary for me and I broke out in a
sweat when it started.  I really didn't think they were gonna let me
stay.  They went through ALL of my stuff, read through papers, notes,
notebooks, files, etc etc.  Called Michael O'Connell, my host, Jay's
friend who really doesn't know me, but as our stories matched, maybe
finally in the very end they found nothing to get me on and gave me a
stamp with 14th of December as my 6 month date ... well, guess who can't
count worth a damn!  I had a 7 month ticket!! ~ but that didn't seem to
concern my main inspector until the end  I told him I was going to my
brother's wedding in October and could I get some clearance to re-enter
until January 13.  He said I could go thru the English Consulate's
offices in the States, pay about 50{uk pounds.. but they may tell me
that I should just take my chances in the end to go thru another
inspection.  Really a hit in the ass, the whole thing.

Tecia had told me via Laura Janesdaughter NOT to say I was writing a
book, but in the end I realized perhaps telling that up front may have
saved me the hassles.  What they really seemed cared about was if I was
going to try to illegally work, try to do business here, or didn't have
a way of making money.  It didn't help right off the bat they asked me
how much money I had and that I had no credit card.  I explained that I
had a secured credit card ordered and that was how I would be getting
stipends from home, parents and work projects happening in LA.  He said
he really doesn't understand free lance or computer stuff.  I talked to
a very nice englishman later on the bus from Heathrow to Reading where I
was to catch a train west to Castlecary, near Glastonbury... and this
man who now works in the states as an engineering professor in so cal,
said that the English have a very hard time with the US (especially
Californian) philosophy of doing lots of entrepreneurial stuff at
once... yes again, I didn't fit into the boxes.  I also didn't stress
Synchronicity until later.  I should have more from the start.  If they
were convinced that I was not coming here to find new luck, but had it
elsewhere more solidly I think I would have faired better.  I didn't
explain myself to be on a spiritual journey or into mythology and stuff
until after they went thru my stuff.  From the start he seemed not to
understand why I would be vacationing for 6 months.  I think perhaps if
I had been more honest about the writing and spirituality it would've
been better.

Michael O'Connell thinks so, as well as told me one CAN get a visa
easily from the consulate in the states and that would have saved me all
the trouble.  He said that telling them I have an interest in the
mythology and spiritual movement is perfectly fine and that writing a
book about it is fine also.  They just don't want people to try to take
money OUT of their economy who aren't paying taxes into it, and also
they don't want me to be a desperate woman looking for a man or
whatever.  I did tell my inspector in the end more about me, and somehow
they let me through.  But there is this stamp on my passport now telling
me I have "leave to enter the UK on condition that the holder maintains
and accommodates himself and any deferment without recourse to public
funds, .not enter employment and or unpaid and not engage in any
business or profession, is hereby given until  14 December."

While waiting and even when I landed in London I got that same crown-
chakrah opening that happens whenever my body is in the UK... and I felt
a lot of energy activity in my body and head, while I was waiting and
waiting for that 4 1/2 hrs of questions, searches and lots of waiting..
I felt Isis hold me and I was really scared, but sometimes it felt like
I would be fine, that this was a major test, initiation.  I needed to
keep aligning myself with my purpose for being here, that I had a Right
to pursue my dreams and not feel unworthy, not to buy into the approach
that I needed to fit into a box.  When the initial questions began I
tried to give the answers he needed to hear but instead that made me
sound confusing and vague.  In the end I spoke to him about getting
accredited via some institution or school.  He said that is really
common.  That professor I met on the bus also concurred, said that I can
do an associates status w/ someone.  But Michael said you have a right
to be a self studying, defining writer who visits other lands.  Lots of
writers do it.  I also didn't go w/ my instinct.  Like when Tecia gave
me Laura's advise, somehow it didn't sit with me, but instead I started
thinking how I could 'cover' and 'act' like I was 'just on a vacation'
but I didn't fit the profile.  Those people come w/ lots of money and
credit cards and long itineraries.  So I was probably seen as a liar,
which in a sense I was, as I didn't tell enough of the truth to seem
trustworthy from the start.  Later I said to the inspector, maybe I was
too defensive or vague in the beginning for not sleeping much in 48 hrs,
but he said no, I seemed fine but just didn't satisfy their inquiries
enough to feel comfortable letting me in.  All the notes from their
questioning, etc, will be permanently filed.

The outcome I realized is that for sure I can not work here under the
table AT ALL, which is really not something I was really wanting to do.
With all the research and online work I will be doing for Synchronicity,
and with my Mission to write this book, it wouldn't have been really
conducive anyway.  And I need to keep my faith in Synchronicity as a
provider of the cash influx's I will need whilst here.  Otherwise I will
leave.  I can always come again and again and again.  This will always
be one of my homes.  And I believe in a world where I will prosper and
help create a world where many others I work with or touch will, that
the new paradigm will indeed start to really be OUT and thus, the notion
of being seen as one with too little cash on a vacation will not be in
my future reality.  I have always been provided for and I will continue
to deepen this talk to walk and hone my wisdom and ability to create
without fear or shame ! !

Michael O'Connell is an interesting man to say the least.  Mysterious
like me but open as well.  Jay said he is a true pagan, but he doesn't
self identity as a pagan, nor do I think he follows their seasons. But
he is elemental and he studies the Glastonbury astrology... and
heathenistic--he has 5+ women he calls wives and has 8 children, by 5
different mothers whom are still in his life.  This house has 7 bedrooms
but the children don't live here, but come over a lot.

I may rent a 'caravan' that is in his garden.  It is like a mini-trailor
but much more characteristic than an American motorhome, and also more
rustic.  Somehow our first night together, Michael and I exploring
options in me staying on after next Wednesday when that group comes in..
and it seemed that he felt it would be more condusive for both of us, as
otherwise I may get shoveled around whenever the home was filled.  I see
his point and overall I see the HERMIT potential very strong for me, as
my astrocartology indicated I had that potential here.  I think it best
that the pendulum is overtly in -that- direction and I work on -some-
external life as what I need, than the other way around where I sign on
a place that would be externally distractive!!! So the Universe again is
smiling upon what I need, and all my stuff is immediately up about
rustic living.  I think however I can make it into the pastoral middle
ground of THIS  oddessey's needs.

Michael is famous for his detox therapies and has extraordinary
testimonials.  He uses his metaphysical training in a very cloaked way,
being a nutritional expert and mathematician, and former accomplished
musician.. but as I am writing this after our second night of dining and
sharing together, before things get really crazy around here, I have
learned even more deeply of his training and it is deep and remarkable.
He is a Fisher King.  I feel blessed to be in his home space and
family's world.  They are discriminate I can see and I hope that I can
blend in enough to be included from time to time without being an
intrusion.  I feel with me living in the back that may be possible.  And
he seems to be suggesting a number of future activities to include me
in.  Glastonbury is famous for this huge music festival, which is one of
the largest in the world.  His family does the catering for the
festival's staff and they get a 30,000{pound deal, equivalent to about
$50,000 for a ten day deal.  He splits the money amongst the whole
family and even the kids get money for summer vacations.  I am very
impressed with his living new-civ-economics.  Tonight we had a long talk
about the control matrix of the world's sheep.  He belongs to some
esoteric Christic counsel that is trying to educated about the User
Money Agenda of our world, being all exchange is 95% based on debt
economy.  We found an area we really resonated on, with that topic.

Everyone in Michael's sphere keeps saying that the Glastonbury
initiation is deep and fire-like intensity, how no untruths in ones'self
are allowed to remain.  I can feel my body adjusting to The Temple.
Today, Tuesday, Michael took me to the center of the Glastonbury Zodiac,
which is really Somerset's Zodiac, created by the Sumerians who first
inhabited Britain 6,000 years ago.  The center is not a sigh, it is the
constellation Cassiopeia that is a small dense forest called Park Woods
(~ ohmy, my early childhood tree experiences were my life in my second
house on Park Road ~) and in Park Woods, owned by Michael's friend Chris
Black ~ it was really majickal.  Faerie galore, and I was really still.
I walked right up to a layline point in the middle and was happy enough
to tear-stream.  I knew at that moment, I will like it here.  It is
going to be hard, but I feel even less hard than that which has come to
pass to get me here, again, now.

I will need to get my own phone wire in my caravan, installed, as
Michael is "extremely jealous" of his phone time so much that I will
consider going into town tomorrow and making calls even to locals from a
public phone therein.  We have agreed that if and when I decide to stay
on 'in the garden' that we will agree on a fixed rental fee, which will
encompass electricity and sharing in the family food.  I will be very
very healthy here.  The whole family used to run famous vegan
restaurants in London and here, and still does some catering.  They make
their own organic tofu in the back, and he recently bought their own
levitating water system that is the best on the market, worth more than
20,000{pounds ~ so again I feel my physical body was sent to the right
space.  I would like to work out some kind of deal where he gives me
mild detox therapies to undergo, might as well do a true
multi-dimensional gig whilst immersing into this brilliant,
self-sustainable healing environment.

On the way back from the woods I asked Michael about the cedar shed
wooden house in the back, I assumed it was a work space or studio of
some sort.  He said it is a shed with very little supplies and asked if
I fancied it.  He said the only thing that needed to be done was some
more 'rendering' on the cement floor, needing some kind of sand, etc.
job.  I will go take a look at it in the morning and see if it might be
something I would want to fix up.  The cool thing is, if I help make it
wonderful but not too personalized, he may invest in me doing that so
that he has more space for all his groups, etc.

I don't know what my monthly nut will be yet, but I can feel a real
simple yet rich experience in store here, and hopefully do-able.  They
get their food from a co-op for hugely cheaper prices.  I said tonight
that if I might have the rent include sharing that, and occasionally go
to the co-op myself and purchase items for shared consumption, that
would be nice.  He seemed agreeable, just stressed that after 'the
beginning' (i.e. the courtship phase where I am still treated like a
guest - haha) that his schedule will not warrant him dining with me
often... smile.  I chucked and said of course I wasn't expecting that,
just wanted to feel that I could share in the group food stock and
space, etc.  I said that if I felt confined to the garden and a stove in
the caravan my life would be a little too rustic for my 'prissier' side.
hehe.  He seems to be okay, if I tread lightly and build trust I think
it all shall flow appropriately.  Tomorrow is Wednesday, a week before I
move into either an older caravan temporarily until the newer one is
delivered, or if the gods will it, the CEDAR shed. ...  We passed some
cedar trees today, Mom, all lined up in a row.  The country side is sooo
breathtaking.  I feel so happy just looking at it.  I saw cows and sheep
everywhere...

One of his daughters arrives from Australia tomorrow for 6 weeks.  She
is 13 years and 'rides' ~ horses !!!! Michael said he would hire some
horses and I could tag along.  The day I had the guidance to move to
Glastonbury, I got HORSES.  And presto.  I cannot wait!!!!!

Cosmologically Michael and I differ in the languaging, etc, but we
really have similar perspectives and study parallel evidences.  He has
charges about the Goddess worship, I can tell, and he explains it as the
energy he gets from the more notorious local "Goddess" women, and I
think I know who he is talking about.  Someone who was introduced to me
online but did not give me much warmth in embracing in a fellow sister
on the Path.  I felt rooted in dialoging my preference of experiencing
Source, and the political choices behind my feminism  He respected what
I said and seemed to find a bridge there where perhaps he had not
before.  Also he likes my description of 'dark' energy, aka dark matter,
black holes.  I can see already how I  am being tested to hold my power
(Vila, Tecia!!) and not to protect it but be gracious.  I can see how I
can do my own thing and still participate in different people's worlds.

Michael gave me a tarot reading the first night.  It was all about me
cultivating my creativity and moving through some difficulty with
fortitude.  The significant self was the build up of pentacles, my
gifts.  The helping archetype was the Emperor, which is the same as that
lady Suzanne got for me, some influential male energy that will help
me.  I see it as Michael, and also the energies of Flemming and Jay in
my life, along with all of you who know who you are who helped me get
here ~~!!!  The Queen of Wands was in the Future position, full,
elemental, grounded, open with a black cat in front of her for
instinct.  I saw a wild black cat in the yard this morning.  Other Major
Arcana cards were the Tower and Justice. oh Virgo Virgo.... other
symbols, the chalice, liberation, integration, honing my creativity and
healing old karma, also more male energy to assist.

I look forward to meeting Mel, founder of the world wide mystical web,
Paldin Jenkins, the scholar friend of Dan Winter's, Pam Perry who hosted
James Twyman, and Leyola Antara's friend Ashera Heart, and giving all my
other contacts a ring.  The people in this house know of all of them and
seemed to have their own private jokes of course ~ oh and Antara had
told me to connect with a Camelotian knight named Terrance Knight, whom
Michael says used to rent a caravan in the garden as well, and he used
to date Juliet, the cellular healer who I talked to on the phone in
Malibu as she was doing a ceremony on the Wright's land on Saturday.

I will go to the cybercafe in the morning and send this.

Stay tuned for Initiations 2 through a zillion.  Oh my gosh, so soon, so
much ~ of course of course.

(OH, I forgot to say our homestead is on The Roman Way, which is ON
Waryall Hill, the one where Joseph of Armethia planted his staff, which
grew into the Holy Thorn Tree that stands alone and grows here today, 2
thousand years later.  A sprig is cut and given to Queen Elizabeth each
Christmas.  If I walk up the back yard's bank, I am literally on the
Hill, which runs adjacent to The Tor, and the constellation I am on is
Pisces, which is my polar opposite, underworld Self.  It is a good space
becuz it is secluded and sacred from the main traffic.)

Love Love
all there is
is
Love

~ love from your Jeweled
daughter lover friend sister
thank you ALL for your support and true love in my life

Blessings
Jewelley